‘Quite possibly,’ I replied. Etta responded: ‘Well, why don’t you come down to my law firm and chat with the senior partner I work for about h...is experiences. You might find it interesting.’ ‘I’d love to do that,’ I answered. So Etta arranged a visit during my lunch break the next week. I enjoyed hearing about what her boss did on a day to day basis and his tips for getting into a good law school. As Etta walked me out to the door after my luncheon chat, she invited me to come back the next day. Faster and faster, her panting became, it felt like she was going to scream very loud. Her mouth tight shut and she screamed from inside, a high pitch screeching sound came from her.My fingers now awash with fanny juice made a wet sloppy loud noise, her whole body heaved up and down with her panting. I slipped my fingers out smelling the warm aroma of fanny juice and tasted her.Betty pulled at me and encourage me to my feet, pulling at my shorts she had my cock out and her hand around it gently. .." and then started to walk away, but he grabbed my shoulder and turned me around. "You a fucking fag man?" he said. I struggled to get away but he held me by my shoulders. "Answer my damned question!" he yelled. I was freaking out, if i said yes, he would probably beat me up, but if i said no he'd probably go and do it anyway, so i decided to be honest. "Y-yes.." i whispered, and looked down, I couldn't help but take a glance at his chest before i did. "Well well well, i always thought you. Right sissy girl?" he said with a grin. It was becoming obvious that I wouldn't be getting out of this uns**thed. Now I had to find a way to minimize thedamage and still give them what they were after. I had to somehow take control of the situation and maybe begin to manage the direction in which events were moving. "So that's it eh Danny. You think you want to fuck me?" I said, spitting out the words. "Since your mama ain't here sweetie I guess you're the next best thing." he replied. He.